Drops a letter. " Cactus. "
He glances at the note, a look of utmost distraught plastered across his face. He shouldnât be receiving any more of these notes; they had defeated SandraâŚright? He didnât bother to think about it any longer, instead running to the side of his pet cactus, embracing him firmlyâand promptly getting his thorns stuck in his cheek, though he remained unconcerned with his own well being. âDONâT WORRY LILâ CACTUS, BUDDY. IâLL MAKE SURE SHE DOESNâT LAY A FINGER ON YA.â















